I kept a journal during a two-week vacation to Europe this year. I'm pretty much copying it here.
I thought the journey to Munich would be uneventful, but I got bumped up to business class on the Manila to Muscat leg of the flight. I don't mind long-haul flights on coach, but who can say no to extra leg room, butler service and using actual silverware during meals?
On the flip side, the Muscat to Munich flight was the complete opposite. I sat on the front row (but not premium economy), the headphones cracked and the food was so-so, which means I barely ate. Still, I was thankful we arrived in one piece and not as smashed-up corpses falling into the Arabian Sea. Small miracles.
Once I was on the train platform in Munich waiting for the S6 to take me to Therese-Giehse-Allee, it all felt so familiar. German trains can be notoriously complicated for the uninitiated, but it doesn't take much to eventually conquer and understand it. (Travel and transport apps are a big help). On the way to the city center, I sat next to a couple with their cute-as-a-button son who looked about six years old. The kid kept talking in the cutest German I've ever heard. (And no offense to my German friends, but "cute" isn't necessarily the first word that comes to mind when I hear German).
It was drizzling when I emerged from the train station. Thankfully the hotel wasn't too far away. Just a few clicks and I was warm in bed in my room. It was around 9 p.m. local time. I had been traveling for almost 21 hours, and the hot shower and change of clothes felt wonderful. Traveling can be exhausting, but I've noticed that the times when I felt travel fatigue are the times when I felt most alive.
Next: First time to Slovenia
I thought the journey to Munich would be uneventful, but I got bumped up to business class on the Manila to Muscat leg of the flight. I don't mind long-haul flights on coach, but who can say no to extra leg room, butler service and using actual silverware during meals?
"Table 19," with Anna Kendrick and Lisa Kudrow, was funny
I'm a simple guy. I see any of the "Before" movies on the inflight entertainment, I watch them
A view of Muscat from the plane
On the flip side, the Muscat to Munich flight was the complete opposite. I sat on the front row (but not premium economy), the headphones cracked and the food was so-so, which means I barely ate. Still, I was thankful we arrived in one piece and not as smashed-up corpses falling into the Arabian Sea. Small miracles.
Once I was on the train platform in Munich waiting for the S6 to take me to Therese-Giehse-Allee, it all felt so familiar. German trains can be notoriously complicated for the uninitiated, but it doesn't take much to eventually conquer and understand it. (Travel and transport apps are a big help). On the way to the city center, I sat next to a couple with their cute-as-a-button son who looked about six years old. The kid kept talking in the cutest German I've ever heard. (And no offense to my German friends, but "cute" isn't necessarily the first word that comes to mind when I hear German).
Munich's S-Bahn
Home for a night
It was drizzling when I emerged from the train station. Thankfully the hotel wasn't too far away. Just a few clicks and I was warm in bed in my room. It was around 9 p.m. local time. I had been traveling for almost 21 hours, and the hot shower and change of clothes felt wonderful. Traveling can be exhausting, but I've noticed that the times when I felt travel fatigue are the times when I felt most alive.
Next: First time to Slovenia
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